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Lonely Heart-Break Motel
Thursday, October 09, 2008 Feeling of midnight loneliness; The springs next door, Wincing from the couple's weight. The empty thought of emptiness Weighed heavy in my mind...
Down below the music breaks, Down below the breasts heave, Down below the mounds rise and Fall, distant togetherness.
One pyjama leg rolled, I Rolled down below; a finger Flick and like Zeus ' Before I was falling. I smelt her Rancid liquor breath as She loved me for the night.
With mastery she undid My innocence, the one I Gasping for more as My Purse lay empty Beneath my table-lamp.
"More hours and sleep Took its share of me. I See the finger flick, I remembered my purse, my Unsure breakfast. She sped Up the stairs from down below. I closed my door, kept her Out. I needed myself; I Preferred the empty quietness. Even the couple next door Are worn, for I hear no more The straining springs."
I awake to hear The noises after each Wee silence. Constantly the Different loads make different Sounds. Dirty bitch. But maybe She has I hurry back to sleep, Praying for morning light To speed me out for I Was just a passer-by.
Nana Grey-Johnson (Ndaanan, Vol. 5, Issue 1&2, March/September, 1976, p. 26) |
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